A large and loud "THANK YOU!" shout: * to John for the concept and the hosting; and * to everyone who made my ribs so sore I can barely type. Dang you lot!
† That pun jumped in front of the car, honest!
GOD's patience snapped abruptly. "[The birds] don't fly in bad weather," he yelled. "They just sit in the trees. If they don't fly, why do they need aids for landing? It'd be like putting life jackets on the camels." -- James P. Hogan